The First Time Kisses Novels & Stories

Altan took her hand, pulled her towards him, and placed his lips on hers. Esen felt as if time had stopped. It was her first kiss, the first real one. For the first time, she felt the touch of a man in her life. He held her tightly, as if he wanted to make sure she would not get away from him, and he kissed her with intensity and passion that made it difficult for Esen to breathe. The moment he put his tongue into her mouth, she melted.

Ashley My heart made a dozen flips in my chest when Jack’s kissed me for the first time. Not a stolen kiss, or a peck on the lips but a real open-mouth kiss that took my breath away. Kisses that were everything I dreamt of before and more. His touch is gentle and slow

But when I noticed Loreign looking at us, even if I didn't like it, to escape from their question and trying to save myself that they were wrong, I kissed the girl back. I didn't even know who was this girl, yet I still pretended, I grabbed her from the waist and the promise I made to myself was broken. I kissed a girl, and worst, I didn't even know her, she’s a total stranger who dare to kiss me out of the blue. My first kiss was this stranger girl. I closed my eyes, and honestly, my heart was pounding, that's weird... was it the feeling when it was your first time kissing someone? Gosh! It was hard to have no experience, I didn’t understand the feeling.

When I opened my eyes, he was lying over my body and his lips were on my lips! I felt sparks on my vein when I felt his lips on mine! His soft and tender lips were on mine and damn! Those hot breaths were giving me butterflies on my belly. My eyes were wide open but this sensation, is making me feel weak. His lips are touching mine. Damn! This is a kiss!!! And this is the first ever kiss of my life!! Damn.... This man, stole my first kiss!!! ....................................................... SO THEIR FIRST KISS! Do you think Justin will make any move?

That was my first kiss " She yelled and this time i was the one that my eyes widened Haa.. I should have know when she said she have never had a boyfriend so how is she suppose to get a kiss "I am soo sorry i... "Will sorry fix this?? Oh my gawd!!! Getting my first kiss from a gay?? This is baaaaaddd" She said "you have to give me back my first kiss " She yelled "But how?? I asked "You just have to give it back " She yelled and i immediately kissed her again and this time she slapped me "What was that for?? You asked me to give you back your kiss which i did so why did you slap me?? I said while i held my cheeks

My hand snaked behind her head, pulling her for another kiss, closing my eyes, enjoying the feeling of her lips over mine. Her lips caressed mine, kissing me back slowly. It was a passionate and deep kiss that lasted a few seconds till our lips broke apart, both of us gasping for air. She opened her eyelids and glanced at me. She bit her lips and blushed, then rushed back inside, leaving me alone outside. Did she just kiss me? And I kissed her back. I touched my lips, feeling surreal. Her lips were soft. I remembered the first time she kissed me. It was on the night of the accident when I held her body, waiting for help to come. She told me she wanted her first and last kiss with me.

Victoria’s lips curved into a soft, teasing smile as she leaned closer. "I like coffee," she whispered, her voice as smooth as honey. Her lips brushed his, tentative at first, before deepening into a kiss that left him breathless. When they finally broke apart, her gaze locked on his. "Just so you know," she said softly, her voice trembling with sincerity, "it’s my first time."

The gentleness in his eyes made something tender unfurl inside my chest. He leaned in slowly, giving me every chance to step away. I did not. His lips met mine in a kiss that was soft at first, careful and questioning. I answered by rising slightly onto my toes, my hands resting against the front of his shirt. The kiss deepened only by degrees, remaining unhurried, as though neither of us wished to rush a single second of it. It was his first kiss. It was clumsy yet careful, almost like tasting the water before claiming it entirely.

The rose lipstick was smooth against my mouth, and I could feel her breath mixing with mine as the kiss deepened. Time seemed to stop completely. The afternoon light, the distant sounds of the world outside, even my own racing heartbeat – everything faded away until there was nothing but the warmth of her lips against mine, the sweet taste of her mouth, and the incredible softness of her skin beneath my hands. This was her first kiss, and somehow, it felt like mine too – like nothing before this moment had ever really mattered.

She’d roll her eyes, pretend not to care, but then he’d circle back, stand too close, his breath warm on her neck. Then the first kiss. She was reaching for a book, her fingers grazing the spine when his hand covered hers. She turned, and there he was—close, watching her like he’d already decided something she hadn’t yet considered. And then his lips were on hers. It wasn’t sweet. It was impulsive, messy, and fast. She didn’t even kiss back that first time, too shocked to process. When he pulled away, his eyes searched hers like he was waiting for her to slap him.